I was Jane

I was Jane

A Poem by Jane Lockheart
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A girls life. (not me)

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I was Jane

 

Every day I put on an act

Not allowed to have ideas

Feelings the other people don't have

If I don't follow

I have no one

Old friends don't recognize me

I am not the Jane they used to know

 

A robot that changes faces

Match emotions they program me to

The sad part is...

I let them do this

I'm depressed

I don't know why I'm doing this

Letting people inside me

I have to stop...

Opinion has abandon me

I am afraid...

It's too late

Like I'm in a cult

There is absolutely no way out

I am a robot

Can I be brave?

My friends are right

I was Jane

© 2010 Jane Lockheart


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Wow, really interesting and dark!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Jane, this poem perfectly expresses, the struggles, which I found myself dealing with, as I tried to be, the person, won't I am not for so many years living in denial of my true self, a woman. Thank you, for sharing this poem with us.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Well my real name isn't Jane haha and I wrote this before I found this web site and I just like the name Jane so that's why I am Jane lockheart. But yes I do relate to this poem. My real name wouldn't have sounded.right :)

Posted 13 Years Ago


Reminded me of one of my favourite songs: Numb by LP.
All of us experience such emotion - I doubt there is anyone who can fail to relate to this sentiment.
Apropos, did you choose "Jane" simply because it is your name, or did you mean it also as an allusion? If so, to what?

Posted 13 Years Ago


O my this is so sad but i love how you wrote this. The pain of acting like someone you're not. I felt the pain an emotions while reading this. I have to say that this is sad but it was great, Keep up writing

Posted 13 Years Ago


Every day I put on an act
Not allowed to have ideas
Feelings the other people don't have
If I don't follow
I have no one
Old friends don't recognize me
I am not the Jane they used to know


I LOVE this part, this is so amazing!
I also could fill in my name there as well.
This is wonderful.

Posted 13 Years Ago


Love this poem...keep on writing! Fake personalities...i once wrote an article on this and you did a great job of transforming it into poetry.

btw, do u watch tarzan?

Posted 13 Years Ago


Yeah. People like to grab strings. But who's dumber? The ones pulling the strings or the idiot who reliquishes control?
Take the power back. Not everyone under the age of 18 needs to have a series of complaints about the same shleps they can just easily remove from their lives.

The robot is just a covering.
Break it and move on.

Posted 13 Years Ago


I know this feeling well. But then again, I'd rather be me that be who they want me to be. This is a great subject matter, but often hard to tackle. Might I suggest you try molding this into a short story? I'd love to see more!

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is very good. I often question who I was and who I've become.

Posted 13 Years Ago



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